It's that time of year when rhubarb is beginning to appear on the Amish dessert menus. Rhubarb pie, rhubarb pudding, rhubarb cookies, rhubarb cobbler, and oh horrors! even a rhubarb drink they will serve cheerfully with Sunday afternoon popcorn.
I never liked rhubarb, and LV absolutely loathes it. While we were Amish we made a point of politely declining dinner invitations during rhubarb season to make sure we wouldn't be stuck trying to choke down the one food we disliked the most.
Personally I don't think rhubarb was ever meant to be eaten. Since we have left the Amish we have happily been rhubarb free, and are no longer bombarded with rhubarb "treats" made by hopeful cooks sure if we would try their rhubarb creation we would learn to like it. It's nice not having it shoved at us every where we turn. Makes springtime a little more enjoyable.